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I'm a storyteller originally from Cincinnati, OH living in Los Angeles. I recently pumped the brakes on my consulting practice to make a documentary about the real-life Omar (from The Wire) in an effort to preserve my passion for telling stories.

From being a 6th-grade poet to ghostwriting to being a published author and sports blogger, my writing career has been anything but linear. I also just got into documentary filmmaking taking my storytelling to the next level.

What began as fooling around on my iPhone eventually turned into getting paid to take pictures. From the food that I eat to the places that I travel to stuff that I just think looks cool, check out some of my photos and hire me for your next event!

I've been apart of over 50 Salesforce implementations as a consultant and employee of Special Olympics World Games LA2015 Games Organizing Committee. Combining my creativity and knowledge of the platform, I help my clients achieve their goals for less.

Night and Day: The Life of Anthony Hollie and Lovell Love is a documentary that follows one of the real-life inspirations for Omar in the HBO series The Wire on his life journey from foster child to heroin addict to urban legend to snitch to urban legend again in a hair-raising true account of the human condition. Please donate and share to help bring this story to life.

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You can think of me and the homies like some grapes up on a vine, We started off real close but then would grow away with time,Then life would grab a hold and make some changes, And some of us dried like raisins while a couple ferment into wine.

So now I’m looking at my homies like ‘we still the same’,But all I need is eye contact to feel the pain,I’m in this crystal wine glass, while my homie’s getting smashed in a box and I’m forced to see how things have changed. 

#WriteWithKB
Topic: A plane ride
She brought a baby on a plane,
And tried to distract with some games,
Even dogs under seats, stayed subdued with some treats,
But the baby still cried with no shame.
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Topic: Awaiting a Phone Call
Even though my alarm was set for 8am, I woke up seemingly every 20 minutes panicking that I had overslept. I imagine it all looked like one of those tight shots in horror films where the camera slowly zooms in on someone’s sleeping face and then their eyes suddenly open while a minor cord on a violin crescendos.
Each time I checked the clock on my phone. Then I’d worry that my alarm wasn’t set, even though I also checked this every time I jolted awake. After that, I started to worry that the time on the alarm was wrong - like maybe I set it to 8pm instead of 8am on accident. After confirming that was okay, then I could fall back asleep for a little bit before doing it all over again.
When I woke up at 7:20am and the sun was coming out, I decided to just stay awake. I’m usually not the person that’s constantly checking their phone but I found myself doing just that. I would pour a glass of orange juice and a bowl of cereal and then act as if I’d been off the grid for hours. Work email, personal email, LinkedIn, text messages, Instagram — everything got refreshed. Then I’d go brush my teeth or get dressed, and do it all over again.
After my phone sent me the ten minute alert, the anxiety only grew worse. I kept wiping the sweat from my palms onto the thighs of my jeans. My mind convinced itself that any flicker or reflection in my apartment was coming from my phone. Similarly to how time flies when you’re having fun, time stands still when you’re waiting for a phone call.
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#WriteWithKB Topic: A Window
For years I’ve looked out into the dark forest. I’ve seen it all. Even when my curtains shielded the humans from the outside world, I still saw.
I saw when little Timmy scratched the family car. I saw when he and his mother walked over to the neighbors house to talk about it. I even saw, weeks later, when little Timmy apologized to the neighbor boy for keeping silent when the neighbor boy’s name arose as a suspect.
I wasn’t the first to see how Rick looked at the mail lady but I was the first to see how she looked back. I saw how quickly she stabbed envelopes out of the bag over her shoulder for other houses and how slowly and delicately she lingered around ours.
I see every time the rabbits and deer steal fruit from the garden. I see when Rick falls on the ice in the driveway before work, each time his face juggling between laughing at himself, wishing he weren’t too lazy the night before to salt the driveway and deciding if he has time to change without being late for work.
I even saw when Mrs. Jenkins’ cat got swooped up by the tornado and ended up in our garage.
I see it all. I may be old and largely forgotten about, but I still keep the cold out in the winter, keep the cold in during the summer and protect “what happens in this house.” In between, I watch.

I have come to understand that survival is equal parts maintaining responsibilities and pursuing passion. The pressure of keeping up with necessary tasks, primarily making money to support yourself or your family, often causes us to put the pursuit of passion on the back-burner. I try not to do this but it’s human nature. So for 2019, I’ve created a series of over 200 writing prompts for myself that I’ll engage with and share.
The goal is to regularly hone skills and keep the firing burning, even when it becomes hard. I encourage anyone reading this to join me on this journey. You can read the things that I post, or you may decide to take part in writing your own posts. You may not be able to post every day but post when you can and share with #WriteWithKB

2018 was a hell of a year for me, full of highs and lows, but hands-down the best part was falling in love with @marylauren_malone. In life, we sometimes end up with things that we don’t deserve, both positive and negative, and that’s never been more evident for me than with her. Her smile lights up any room, her mind makes me strive to be better and her love is more than I could have ever dreamt of. She’s the wind beneath my wings, the red wine to my cheese, my Beautiful and I love her so so much❤️💯🥰

How many people can say they’ve seen five of their family’s generations in one photo? 🙋🏾‍♂️ My great-grandfather was either 99 or 100 in this and Cam is the one in arms #FamilyFirst #Circa1985 #tbt #ThrowbackThursday

Wishing the happiest of anniversaries to my grandparents, celebrating 58 years today! Beyond grateful for each of them. Here’s to many more 🎉❤️💏

Let’s go @rams #MNF

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Kyle Battle, @kyle_battle, shares his words of wisdom as a guest lecturer for Jump Fundamentals. Writer; photographer; filmmaker; storyteller. Kyle Battle is a man of many talents but he wasn’t always able to share them. He too has made numerous jumps and sacrifices and will be the first to tell you that once you take the leap don’t look back. Trust yourself to put in the work and believe in the “blood, sweat and tears.”

Another week in the books 📆

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My Purpose

My Purpose

My goal is simply to bridge the gap between where I come from and where I'll one day end up by sharing the lessons I've learned along the way with people previously unexposed to the different parts of life that I was lucky enough to stumble into.